...s. “Stop!”
She blinked and looked up at him in confusion. “Why?”
“Because if you don’t, I’m going to take you now.”
“Take me?” she echoed.
He stared at her, unsure whether she really was that innocent or playing with him. He felt her hand grip his own. With the other hand he pushed the dolls away and scooted closer to her. He reached behind her head and pulled it to his and into a kiss. His hands shifted to hold her close. He leaned against her, pushing her onto her back. He pulled open the sleeping bag and kicked it out flat. His lips never left hers as he arranged himself on top of her. Her legs opened and he settled between them, taking delight in the feeling of her thighs pressed against his. He reached down and pointed his hardening penis up so it wouldn’t get into a weird position between them as it engorged. He pressed it against her pubic bone. She moaned into the kiss and opened her lips to him. He tasted her hungrily, pushing his hips against hers.
He had to feel her skin. His hands fluttered along her sides, seeking entrance. He found the hem of her skirt and pulled it up. She moaned and writhed under him. He smiled and burrowed a hand between them, tickling at the spot between her legs. She opened them wider, inviting more contact. Her juices flowed and he could smell it. Her scent intoxicated him, making him want more. He reached up and hooked his finger...